Chapter 52, Second Little Sunday

Black Bears are not perfunctory, and the young people selected are worthy of the elites of the Black Bear Gang. Although they are not talented and mediocre, everyone is not a good stubble and does not move without ambiguity.

If you fight alone or two people unite, Lu Lin can still defeat them, but three people attack at the same time. It is very difficult for Lu Lin to defeat them unless he tries his best.

In the sunset, the blurred bloody light shone on everyone, as if they were wearing a bloody armor.

At this time, the Black Bear Gang elites are either sitting or lying and gasping, exhausted. Together in threes and threes, their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved, but compared with physical fitness, even if they are united, they cannot be compared with Lu Lin.

Lu Lin was also gasping violently at this time, but his standing still is enough to explain many problems.

"Not bad! Very good! You performed very well today!" Ling Xiaolou has already been happy. The talents of these people may not be very good, but the physical fitness of these people is better than those elites from various countries who trained with him in the Siberian training camp in their previous lives.

He believes that if these people can pass the training plan he set, they will become a sharp blade in his hand, a murder weapon that can be inserted into the enemy's heart.

"I'm very satisfied with your performance!" Ling Xiaolou's low voice echoed in the ears of every black bear gang elite, "I have always done things fairly, with clear rewards and punishments. If you don't obey orders, I will punish you and even kill you. If you do well, I will reward you!"

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Today, everyone will be rewarded with one or two snowflake silver!"

The black bear gang elites were stunned, followed by ecstasy. The Black Bear Gang treats them well and pays them well, but the monthly money is only two taels of silver per month. How can they be unhappy if they can earn a taels of silver in half a day today?

"Are you happy?" Ling Xiaolou's heart was full of the pleasure of pranks and smiled, "Do you think there are a lot of snowflakes?"

"Yes!"

Snowflake silver is indeed a good thing, which makes a group of tired guys still howling.

"Hey... As long as you follow the order, train well, and rank according to the performance and training results of each of you every month. The top half, that is, the top 18 people, can get ten taels of silver!" Ling Xiaolou's voice was like fairy music, which made the members of the Black Bear Gang flutter. "As for the half behind, hey hey... Not only is there no snowflake silver, but also has to be punished... ten sticks!"

Hearing this, the people who had just got excited suddenly entered the ice cellar.

Ten taels of silver? Is this serious? The thin teenager asked with a flushed face.

"Hey..." Lu Lin showed his white teeth and smiled innocently, "The blood wolf speaks more truth than snowflake silver!"

Then Lu Lin threw 36 pieces of snowflake silver at the sign of Lingxiao Tower, and was sold out in the blink of an eye.

"Well, that's all for today's training. You must be here early tomorrow morning. Who dares not come or be late... hum..." After saying that, he waved his hand and drove away the people like flies.

The crowd laughed and dispersed.

"Brother Ling, how are my performance today?" Lu Lin asked as if he were asking for credit.

"Not bad." Ling Xiaolou glanced at Lu Lin and turned to talk for a long time.

At this time, the sky has been gloomy, everyone in the Black Bear Gang has left, and there is no one in the Apple Manor. Come on, give me a hand!" Ling Xiaolou greeted Lu Lin, carried Tan Tong's body into a small wooden house, and then ordered, "Go outside and watch, don't let anyone come in!"

Lu Lin knew that Ling Xiaolou was going to dispose of the body. The corpse powder was a big secret between the two of them and could not be seen by outsiders. He nodded and turned out of the wooden house, grabbed a tiger-headed knife in front of him, and was on guard.

Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light in the wooden house, and Ling Xiaolou had a short knife in his hand. This short knife originally belonged to Tantong, but it was still a weapon to take advantage of it, so he left it. With a sneer, he cut a wound on Tan Tong's neck.

He was very skillful in stepping on his head and did not let blood flow out. Tan Tong's body is doing well, and the blood essence in his body must be very strong. In any case, he can't turn a blind eye to it.

Some white powder was poured on Tantong's neck, and the corpse powder immediately worked, and a strong blood essence emerged from Tantong's body.

He sat cross-legged on the wooden table next to Tantong, slightly closing his eyes, breathing and spitting, and began to practice the Blood Record. A trace of blood permeated the wooden house, and the essence in his body was ready to move. Under the guidance of his mind, it flowed out of the sea of air and flowed according to the route of the first small Sunday.

Maybe it is stimulated by blood essence, and these essences flow faster than usual. A quarter of an hour later, Jingyuan completed the first small Sunday's transportation, followed by the second... the third, the fourth...

It took half an hour to carry the Jingyuan, constantly improving the speed of handling. At this time, the flowing speed of the Jingyuan has reached the extreme. The severe pain of Jingyuan's violent erosion of the meridians spread to all parts of the body.

He endured the severe pain and led these Jingyuan to a hole of the first little Zhoutian fiercely. He was like a galloping general, holding a long gun and taking thousands of troops and horses straight into the enemy's barracks camp!

With a roar, his head seemed to roar, and his body trembled violently for a long time. Soon, he stabilized his mood and guided the essence in his body to begin to pour into the acupuncture point.

This acupuncture point is the node that connects the first week and the second week. The basis of Blood God Record is the main line of nine meridians, also known as Nine Little Sundays. The main line of the nine meridians is tower-shaped, which includes the limbs, internal organs and six organs of the human body.

Jingyuan flows slowly in the main line of the second meridian. He feels that his stomach is slowly warming and his digestive ability is enhanced. The second week mainly nourishes the stomach and improves the speed of the stomach absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. The energy contained in food is also the essence of heaven and earth, which can also be converted into essence.

Lingxiaolou guided Jingyuan to follow the route of the second week and then stopped. At this time, his abdomen is empty and there is nothing to digest. Isn't he looking for abuse to improve the digestive ability of his stomach?

pull the Jingyuan from the second small Sunday to the first small Sunday, and then the Jingyuan slowly flows into the gas sea cave for storage. Feeling the full essence in the sea of Qi, Ling Xiaolou silently calculated that the essence in the sea of Qi was enough for him to fight for another quarter of an hour.

"It's better to absorb more blood and essence..." His eyes narrowed and flashed with a cold light.